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Okay so you’re all probs wondering where I have been lately right?  I have been/am still grieving over the loss of my aunt I lost on march 30th so it’s just been a hard time for me Replies will come slow for a while sorry for any inconvenience this has cause

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Prostitute/Hooker AU starters

"How much?"

"I got $100, what can I get?"

"Wanna date?"

"Wanna party?"

"I have a hotel room... But it's lonely"

"I can make your dreams come true"

" hey big boy/girl, wanna have some fun?"

"Name's ______ , and I'm free tonight."

" I can make it all better"

"I can't be alone tonight."

" it's always nice to have a regular."

" need to meet me somewhere?"

"Have you got any friends, or are you the only option?

"It's gotta be nice to have someone who can't say no."

" I'll do anything for $__"

"I'm not from around here, what's a guy/girl gotta do around here for a good time?"

" you look like you need me."

" I'll take care of everything"

" you're beautiful, but I've never done this before."

"What made you do this?"

" an hour, or the night?"

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The scoobies seemed to have blamed Dawn for their friend’s death which only caused a big verbal fight between himself and him. The only one who didn’t think so along with him was Tara. The witch started acting like a motherly figure towards Dawn, taking her out shopping,to movies and what ever the teen wanted to do when Spike couldn’t be there during the day. But as the sun came down he was there within twenty minutes just to be there for the bit. It had started out as a promise for Buffy but turned into something even more,turned to him just protecting her from herself and those nasties out there.Well of the demon variety that is, stupid chip prevented him from harming a human without a big migraine to show for it.

Grabbing a few things along the way he knew she would like he finally came up to the door,forgoing having a smoke with so much stuff in his hands he shifted it enough so he could knock on the door. What did he have? A bag with a big bottle of malibu rum,a bottle of whiskey,a bag with icecream in it as well as two cartons of five alive juice and to top it all of two boxes of pizzas. He knew he had no need to grab some blood as he knew there would be some already in the fridge.”Hi Bit”Smiling warmly at her. Wondering if Tara had visited that day “How was you’re day?”He choose to ignore the fact the pizza was starting to slip,all he really did was adjust them accordingly.

I need you. (Spike&Dawn)

Alone. That was a worried Dawn never thought she would use that word to describe herself at the age of seventeen and yet she was. Her mother was dead, her sister dead…. and she was left with no one. Sure the gang were all still around but she could see the look of pity in their eyes when they looked at her.  The blame they had placed on her for their friends death. None of them knew the truth, that Dawn had been more than willing to throw herself off the tower. But Buffy had taken that choice from her. Now Dawn was left to try and pick up the shattered pieces. Out of all of Buffy’s friends she only had two by her side now. Two that didn’t judge her. Tara and Spike. Now she didn’t know why he hung around, he didn’t really talk to anyone else in the group.

Yet every night he would show up on the doorstep. it was lick clock work, the sun would sent and not even twenty minuets later he was there. Some nights they talked, watched tv. But other nights, other nights he let her break down. He would be quiet, letting her get out every emotion she had and yet he wouldn’t judge her. She needed him, and in some way she thought he needed her too. Looking out the window she knew he would be there any minute. Heading downstairs she looked around the empty house with a sigh, No one would notice if she was gone. Hearing the knock on the door she unlocked it, opening it up just to see him. “Hi Spike.”

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That was all? Angelus took a menacing step towards Lilah,anger clearly evident on his face which had shifted into the bumpy regions of his vampire guise. “Do you honestly think I want ‘your’ services? After trying to kill me or rather my good counter part? “His voice dripped in venom “You didn’t think that ‘Hey! maybe there was someone else raging inside and would have gladly joined you if you helped me gain control?’ No because once that pompous do gooder takes control it’s all your partner ever thinks of is to kill us...”He shook his head ,blowing the cigarette fumes into her direction “You’ll have to do more then that to get me to agree Lilah” @lilahemorgan

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[text] Thanks to you, the new neighbours now know my name xxx - From Jimmy to Dean. :D

[text]  Well I think that would just be a good thing, [text] They now know just how kinky you can be@vesseliisms

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New town equals new opportunities. New ways to get just that little buzz when you drank blood from someone,from controlling their every impulse,their every thought. Damon Salvatore didn’t ask much these days,hell if he wanted something he just took it. Stefan the little shit that he was had taken Elena from him,after the two had agreed he could have her. Nope that just couldn’t be the case could it? He had took off in a rage,bidding them a good life before driving off. To where? Seems like Sunnydale was the destination,being such a small town it sure had loads of cemeteries that was for sure.

The bronze seemed like the one place everyone especially teens liked to hang out in this town. It was okay for the most part,dark enough for a vampire to sink their fangs into someone in the corners or up on the balcony. He was just eying a potential red head when someone bumped into him spilling their drink right over his black satin shirt. A grin quickly made it’s way over his lips showing his white teeth as he took her in.

Well now wasn’t she just a pretty little thing? Though he was amused that she introduced herself during her sorrys   “There is no need to apologize Dawn”His storm blueish gray eyes looked her up and down without a care in the world “But if you want to then sure I wouldn’t mind a drink, Damon Salvatore”At this he held out his hand @ xxdawnsummersxx

Bronze. (Amy&Damon)

Walking into The Bronze Dawn could feel the music rushing through her body. They had a pretty good band tonight and after studying all week, Dawn simply wanted to drink, dance and maybe play some pool. Pulling her leather jacket off as she made it to the bar she looked around, her head bobbing to the music. “ Jack and coke.” She called over the music, pulling a five out of her jean pockets.  Looking through the crowd she could see a few of her friends dancing already and it made her want to get out there even more. Getting her drink she downed it, ordering one more. “ How’s it going tonight Chris?” She asked the bartender. Making small talk she nodded her thanks as she grabbed her drink.

Heading towards the normal table she was about to put her  stuff down when she knocked into someone. “ Woah sorry! Wasn’t paying attention.” She apologized to the man. Looking up her eyes were drawn straight to his eyes, noticing she had spilled her drink on him slightly she groaned. “ Now I am extra sorry. Can I buy you a drink? I’m Dawn.”

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@xbuffywantbeerx

Having a soul was so overrated,it only made hunting that much harder. Having a soul made you think first actions later where as when you didn’t have one it made you a better hunter through and through. Coming across a stubborn slayer however wasn’t part of his plans. She undermined everything he set out to do,getting to the job way before he did and having to have the officers shoo her away while he flashed his fake fbi badge. On this paticular night however he was questioning someone outside the bronze when he heard tapping of feet from behind him. Almost as if knowing who it was before he even turned around he rolled his eyes,told the bartender he would get back to him before turning “You know I am really getting sick and tired of you interfering when I’m on the job”His facial expression held volumes as he took two steps and was right up in her face “You have one minute to explain why you have been following me”

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The feeling of a hand going through his long hair only made him move his head to look at his older brother through blurry eyes.  Hazel hues gazed into emerald green “You’re wrong Dean, I won’t regret it……”His words were soft,just barely above a whisper. He will admit though that the hang over in the morning will not be a pleasant one but it’s what he gets for drinking way past his limit. Thinking it may be better to talk while sitting up he did just that albeit a little too fast which caused him almost to get sick but he held it back “I won’t regret saying it to you”

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He knew he shouldn't have drank so much but the urge had been way too great, now though? He was drunk as a skunk ontop of both beds,having pushed them together in his drunk stuper. A mumble slipped past his lips as he buried his face into Dean's pillows "I've always loved you Dean.."

Dean paused just outside of the bedroom doorway, trying to decide if he had actually just heard that sleepy mumble in his brother’s voice. He glanced around the doorframe, exhaling when he saw that Sam had pushed their beds together–and appeared to be passed out across the one Dean had been occupying.

Biting his lip, Dean slipped into the room, putting his things down and crossing to sink onto the edge of the bed beside his brother. He reached out, stroking one hand softly through Sam’s long hair. “Bet you’ll regret saying that tomorrow. Almost as much as you’ll regret the liquor,” he murmured, smiling sadly.

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@dontscratchtheimpala

An eyeroll was given at Dean. “That’s all? You know I would have just told you without the cuffs”A grin curled over his lips “Nice touch though”Standing up after having been thrown to the ground he rolled his shoulders now that his hands were cuffed in front instead of in back “What is there to know that isn’t in the history books? Other then the vampires,weres,ghosts and the occasional witch there isn’t much here unless by some miracle something else shows it’s face here”He stood in Dean’s personal space now “Is that what you wanted to hear? Or do you need more details?”

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1st gets muse in handcuffs

“Suppose I should be a bit pissed off that I’m handcuffed but honestly I don’t really feel mad at the moment”He shrugged as he looked over at the hunter, if he really wanted to he could easily break these cuffs “So what can I do for you?”@dontscratchtheimpala

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Being told what to do wasn’t exactly sitting well with Dean. He had been hunting for years,dealt with many monsters and to be told by a little blond slayer what to do in ‘her’ town and what not to do only made him raise his eyebrows. Well wasn’t someone just high and mighty?  “Listen..Buffy was it? You may have protected this town from vampires and different varities of demons for a few years now but I came to this town to hunt down a vampire and werewolf duo and I sure as hell ain’t taking orders from you”He was leaning on his impala outside of the magic box,Sam was currently inside doing god knows what

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@laughinthefacexfdanger

He wasn’t at all in the greatest of moods, that mob in Prague had killed her..His sire..All she had wanted was to play with the kiddies and if that meant spilling their blood then he hadn’t seen the harm in it really. But those heartless happy meals on legs didn’t give a damn, they just burnt her until all that was left of her was dust flying in the wind. So he got to traveling on his own,working his way around until finally hearing word a certain grandsire was in Sunny hell. Parking the Desoto in a near by park he searched the back seat for any unopened bottles of whiskey,finding none he growled as he exited the car,throwing the bottle he had in his hands which landed quite near Xander,smashing into itty bitty pieces. “She never would have died if you hadn’t left us”He was talking to himself,as if Angel was right in front of him. “She wouldn’t have gone off her rocker as much...”Shaking his head the blonde master vampire wiped the tears away that seemed to have slipped past. With a nod his blue eyes finally looked up to see...another vampire close by,one might he wager seemed to still newly turned but had been taught so much within such short time. Raising an eyebrow he lit a smoke,for the time being watching the lad

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Night’s weren’t usually this slow, and the vampire felt the stirrings of boredom begin to take hold. He’d need to find some entertainment, and soon. Willow was off with the Master–a fact that rankled Xander more than he cared to admit. But he wouldn’t let that deter him from having his own fun. Whatever it may be.

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By all honesty Castiel was sure he was distracting Buffy from slaying,he supposed he did show up unannounced every once in a while taking out some of her enemies with a simple burning out their eyes  but he figured at those times she could use the help. Now though? He wasn’t all too sure. Watching her in action while hiding behind a headstone he watched how much more fluently she took out her adversaries. A frown marred his features as dark thoughts entered his head that really shouldn’t be there. Deciding he should leave before she even knew he was there he made to turn around when his unseen wings decided to knock off the ball that was on top of the headstone. With a long heavy sigh he knew there was no way she could not have noticed that. Stepping out from behind his cover he looked at her with his impossible blue eyes not saying a word

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It wasn’t at all uncommon for Spike to sometimes get those moments where he highly doubted anyone cared for him,when he had burned back in Sunnydale he outright denied Buffy’s declaration of love despite the circumstances. Now though he wasn’t exactly sure that had been the right move back then. He still had doubts yes but from their current romping session currently having ended after he had just showed up in Scotland it messed with his head. Running his fingers down one of her arm so delicately while he propped his head up with his free hand his eyes roamed her form,mapping out the familiar attributes he knew and loved whole heartedly. But it wasn’t just her body he loved but her personality,her sass and her ability to make him go weak at the knees with just simple words and actions “Do you still want me to stay luv?”

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"You're mine, and mine alone." Dru smiled as she whispered this to Spike, standing behind him.

A pleasant shiver coursed it’s way down his spine,he loved it when his sire got all possessive over him,it meant that she still showed some sign of loving him despite sometimes going to those stupid chaos demons,turning slowly to face her he placed his hands onto her hips “Always kitten”

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SEND MY MUSE ONE OF THE FOLLOWING

“You. Me. Cuddle. Now.”

“Don’t move, I just got comfy.”

“I’m scared, hold me!”

“I bit my lip. Will you kiss it better?”

“Tickle war has been declared!”

“Bunny pyjamas, really?”

“I’ve never seen so many kittens in one place.”

“Come on, just one bite.”

“How do you accidentally buy sixty birthday cakes?”

“I never imagined you were so… ticklish.”

“You’re so huggable.”

“You’re under arrest for being too cute. Put your hands where I can hold them.”

“Have you fallen asleep on me?”

“Am I dead?”

“Another one?”

“And what if I don’t?”

“Are you afraid of God?”

“Are you crazy?”

“Are you lost?”

“Are you really that shallow?”

“Are you sure it’s okay?”

“Are you sure there were no…

“How do you really feel about me?”

“Can’t you pretend to love me this once?”

“Would you care if I was gone?”

“Don’t you know the hell I go through to keep you safe?”

“I can’t take this any longer. Help me.”

“Deep down, you’re scared. Aren’t you?”

“You’ll stay alone if you push others away.”

“How many lives have you taken with your own hands?”

“Just for today. Please.”

“You’re the only one who’s never called me that…”

“We can make it work! Let’s run away together, you and me!”

“I… have loved you this whole time.”

“Treat me as you see fit. I’ll still protect you. It’s my role after all.”

“Maybe it’s too much for me to expect kindness.”

“You give me meaning, even if you take it away.”

“Please… hold me. Don’t say anything, just… hold me.”

“Woah, when did you get that?”

“Who did this to you?”

“How many time have I told you to be more careful?”

“You’re saying this was an accident?”

“What a shiner!”

“If you look like this, I’d hate to see the other guy.”

“I’m not buying it, you don’t walk into a door and get a bruise like that!”

“Does it hurt when I touch it?”

“Let me kiss it better.”

“If you don’t rest, you won’t heal.”

“Another fight?”

“What happened to your face?”

“I don’t think your arm is meant to bend like that…”

“Let’s get you to bed.”

“Let’s get you to the hospital.”

“Why are you so calm about this?”

“You’re bleeding!”

“What are friends for, ey?”

“So, instead of helping you, they ran off the moment they saw what was happening?”

“You need to look where you’re going.”

“I’m not accusing anyone, I’m just saying it looks suspicious.”

“Do you want to tell me what really happened?”

“Don’t move! You’ll faint!”

“I’ve got some bandages, wait a sec.”

“You’re the clumsiest person I know.”

“I won’t let you be on your own, not when you’re like this.”

“How could you be so careless?”

“I can’t even look at you, you promised not to get into any more fights!”

“H-how many of them were there?”

“Do you want to build a snowman?”

“The past is in the past.”

“I’m where I’m meant to be.”

“I know you!”

“A dream is a wish your heart makes.”

“People down here think I’m crazy, but I don’t care.”

“For once, it might be grand to have someone understand.”

“Just look at the world around you!”

“Someday my prince will come.”

“If you had the chance to change your fate, would you?”

“If you cut it down, then you’ll never know.”

“But you’ll never know me.”

“Don’t you dare close your eyes.”

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